Maia Is a breeze
Maia
;
Our little Fairy,
Who likes to fly
Perched atop the wings
Of a summer Swallow ;
with hair blowing in the breeze
And eyes gleaming in the sun ;
But before she takes to sky
She likes to run
A mini marathon ;
She is not the one
To miss a chance
To jump with joy
on a trampoline
and
perchance , on Dadu's back !
Maia ,
Is a breeze
that flows through the flute
of our shriveled selves
- a tune
of everlasting bliss
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01 Feb 2018 / f
Our little Fairy,
Who likes to fly
Perched atop the wings
Of a summer Swallow ;
with hair blowing in the breeze
And eyes gleaming in the sun ;
But before she takes to sky
She likes to run
A mini marathon ;
She is not the one
To miss a chance
To jump with joy
on a trampoline
and
perchance , on Dadu's back !
Maia ,
Is a breeze
that flows through the flute
of our shriveled selves
- a tune
of everlasting bliss
=========================
01 Feb 2018 / f
With Regards,
hemen
parekh
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